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You're the Complete Package, Baby

You go to a supermarket. In the entranceway is a display table of the special foods of the week. You pick up the loaf of bread. You like bread. But there are a few slices missing from the bag. You don't buy this bread. You put it back down and curse the day the supermarket was built for wasting your precious time. (Maybe you don't get quite so mad. Hopefully.)